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Tears poured out of Chu Qiao's eyes line by line, and she untied her heavy coat and let the precious cloak fall to the ground. 【Latest chapter reading. At this moment, the famous general who shocked Simon and frightened the entire Great Xia Dynasty disappeared, she was just a wandering and lost girl, her cheeks were pale, thin and thin, her eyes were very deep, the arms that had once waved Fang Xuan hung weakly on her sides, her eyes were gloomy, and tears rolled down her pale and thin cheeks, dried by the cold wind, and hurt vividly.

It wasn't until this moment that she suddenly realized that her love for Yan Xun was already so hard. Over the years, those emotions have long been like blood, and they have become a part of her body. Once, when he and Zhao Chun'er were married, she didn't notice it; When she was forced to go to Bian Tang and be separated from him, she didn't notice it; When she was on the line between life and death, she didn't notice it; When she was independent of Beishuo City, she didn't notice it. Because at that time, no matter how far away they were, their hearts were all in one place, and she knew that he loved her, so deeply, so deeply, even if he was forced to stay by someone else's side, even if there were thousands of rivers and mountains between them, even if death was imminent, they would never see each other.

But at this moment, he was standing behind her, watching her staggering figure walk alone, and she suddenly realized that everything was not as heart-wrenching as his suspicions!

Her love and loyalty to him are like mountains and seas, even if blood is splashed into ashes, it should not be changed. As long as the trust remains, even if she is dead, she will not blink an eye. Therefore, when he gave up the Southwest Town Mansion Envoy in Zhenhuang City, she was not angry. When he gave up Yanbei again, she also completely forgave him in an instant. Then, he killed the officers and soldiers of the Southwest Town Government to shield Cheng Yuan, he went farther and farther on this road, whose fault was it? Are those unbearable experiences? Is it the monstrous blood feud? Are it years of depression and madness? Or was she, was it she who couldn't hold him?

In a flash, she walked into a silent and dark tent, and the snow-white tents stood like white graves.

Chu Qiao's feet shook, and the whole person fell on the snow, she stretched out her arms and supported herself on the ground, but she couldn't get up.

A low, suppressed cry suddenly burst out, and she knelt on the ground, holding the snow in her hand, as if she was holding a cold knife, so painful. Her shoulders trembled, she could no longer hold back her sadness, and tears welled down her face.

Yan Xun, how can you not believe me? How can you doubt me?

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, Chu Qiao is dressed in white, lying in the snow, covering her mouth and crying, the snowflakes fall on her shoulders, and gradually pile up so high. On the second day, Chu Qiao personally requested Yan Xun to leave the Eastern Theater and return to Yanbei with the officers and soldiers of the Southwest Town Government, and go to Shangshen Huihui Mountain to build water conservancy, develop agriculture, and carry out the post-war reconstruction work that had been set for a long time.

Yan Xun looked at the respectful and humble watch, was stunned for a long time, and then silently signed the word "promise". There are not many strokes of this character, but he wrote it for a long time. By the time I finished writing, it was already bright outside, and the sun was shining on the snow, but it seemed even more deserted.

On the day Chu Qiao left, the sky was cloudless, and there was no haze from a few days ago. Except for Ping'an, no one in the whole army came to see her off, and Yan Xun did not come. She sat on her horse and looked up at the blue sky, with white eagles hovering overhead, their cries reverberating for a long time.

Yan Xun, I'm leaving, you take care of yourself.

The day of leaving Shang Shen was a very sunny day, although the New Year was approaching and the weather was cold, but the sky was clear, blue and clear, like a pool of clear water, and the sun was warm and bright, like a silk sprinkled with gold. On the white snowfield, a line of fat and healthy war horses walked on the galloping road, winding and long, with more than 2,000 people.

Now, it is the end of the 776th year of the White Cang calendar, and there is half a moon to go before the New Year. Along the way, I met a lot of business trips from the mainland to do business, rich and dangerous, now Yanbei is developed in commerce, even if the border war has not stopped, there are many mainland businessmen through southern Xinjiang, from the waterway into Yanbei to do business.

Chu Qiao took off his heavy hood and looked up at the blue sky, his eyes as clear as water. Another year passed in the blink of an eye, and the former girl had grown a little taller, her eyebrows and eyes had a little more mature charm, her hair was neatly curled, she was dressed in a cyan fur coat, and she was riding on a fiery red horse.

Ge Qi came back from the front of the horse and said to her: "My lord, Commander He Xiao has sent back the news that we will camp at the foot of the western Fujian Mountain tonight, and he is ready with the vanguard troops. ”

Chu Qiao nodded, and suddenly heard the long howl of the war eagle above her head, she suddenly raised her head and looked at it from a distance.

After the western Fujian Mountain, it is the fire and thunder plain, and then there is the northwest barrier of Yanbei's new conquest, which used to be the land of Great Xia, and now it has been submerged into the territory of Yanbei, and the war under Yanming Pass has lasted for a whole year.

In this year, a lot of things happened, and 775 was the most turbulent and chaotic year in the Simon Continent, which can definitely leave a heavy mark in the history books. After the war between Great Xia and Yanbei, the war was just halfway through, and the civil rebellion in the northern capital and the rebellion of the Seven Kings broke out in the country one after another, which greatly limited the input of materials and soldiers for the war in the northwest. In desperation, Zhao Che had to change the original attack to defense and defend the Yanming Pass to create time for quelling the domestic war. However, just after relieving his breath, Emperor Bian Tang died suddenly, and the crown prince Li Ce ascended the throne in turmoil, because of the counterattack and provocation of the insidious forces in the country, a small-scale war broke out between Daxia and Bian Tang on the border. If it weren't for Zhao Yang being sent to the border to extinguish the war in time, Great Xia would have faced the embarrassing and difficult situation of a third-line war.

The world has seen that in just one year, Great Xia, a once military power, has obviously gone into decline. In the west, it is unable to recapture Yanbei; In the north, powerless to pacify the population; In the south, he was powerless to subdue Bian Tang; In the east, it was again subject to the economic constraints of the Huai Song Dynasty. Today's Simon land is no longer the situation where one family was dominant.

Half a year ago, Yan Xun officially ascended the throne in Sunset Mountain, Yanbei established himself as a country, the country name Yan, changed the Yuan to the early Yuan, except for Daxia, Bian Tang and Huai Song did not raise any objections to this. In this way, he finally became the true master of the territory of Yanbei and sat on the throne of Yanbei in name only.

Chu Qiao didn't go that day, she waved off her subordinates and climbed up the Huihui Mountain alone. Back to the top of the hill is the Nada Palace, which was once built by Yanshi City for the princess Bai Sheng, built with snow-white flowers and birds, hidden in the red goose yellow flowers, like an ink painting, quiet and peaceful, without half a trace of fireworks in the world. The cornices and arches are as delicate as a fairyland, and the sound of the water is murmuring, which seems to tell the love of the virtuous king for his wife.

She sat back to the top of the hill and heard the leisurely singing of the shepherd boy on the pasture in the middle of summer, and the voice was melodious and graceful, which made people feel at ease. She looked at the iron-gray shadow of the sunset mountain below the horizon and smiled slightly. Even across thousands of mountains and rivers, she seemed to see the man in a dragon robe, shining with golden light. The corners of her mouth curved slightly, she smiled softly, raised her head, the breeze blew on her face, and the hem of her cyan clothes swayed gently, like a blooming green lotus.

Today's Yanbei is no longer the original Yanbei, Huai Song's economic support, Yan Xun's strategic advantages, and Chu Qiao's construction and reform in the interior of Yanbei in the past year have indicated that this empire will rise slowly. Under the leadership of Chu Qiao, they have successively built large-scale arsenals, developed more than 30 large-scale mining areas, built water conservancy, changed the situation that Yanbei is not suitable for farming, and developed a large number of grain producing areas in the area of Shangshen Huishan, and this autumn, Yanbei's grain output was more than double that of previous years, and the self-sufficiency of the army was basically realized. They actively developed medical institutions, opened military schools, developed commercial and trade ties between Huaisong, Bian Tang and outside the Guan, prospered the Yanbei market, and created caravans.

Although Chu Qiao's proposal to reform slavery was never adopted, slaves were rarely seen in the market in her jurisdiction. Such an enlightened policy and social system attracted a large number of people and businessmen, and in less than a year, a large number of urban residential areas were established in the Huihui Mountain area, and the once barren land has already faintly taken on the posture of the commercial capital of the northwest.

The number of the Southwest Town Government Envoy was canceled, and it was no longer the regular army of Yanbei, because it was stationed in the Xiuli River at the foot of Huihui Mountain, the Southwest Town Government Envoy was renamed the Xiuli Army, and Chu Qiao was also called Xiuli by the people of Yanbei. The Xiuli Army is now composed of 9,000 people, and today is the last time to escort grain and grass to the front-line military headquarters, and it is time for the soldiers to rest when the New Year is approaching.

Before dark, I finally arrived at the West Fujian Mountain, there are many plains in Yanbei, although the West Fujian Mountain is called a mountain, but in fact it is just a small mountain bag of less than 100 meters. When Chu Qiao and the others arrived, He Xiao had already led people to set up a tent and cook the meal. Chu Qiao took a sip of the hot broth, and the fatigue of the day finally went a little.

Yanbei at night is always the most beautiful, today is the fifteenth, the moon is big and round, and the snow field is white. On the other side of the mountain is a tributary of Chishui, which has now frozen, and when passing by Mawei City yesterday, the city guard insisted on giving Chu Qiao a gift, but she couldn't shirk it, so she could only pick up a box from the big cart, and now when she opened it, it turned out to be a good sable wind fur. This big fur is well-made, all sewn with mink tails, the coat color is shiny, and it feels excellent to the touch, and it is a rare high-quality thing at a glance.

There were four braziers lit in the big tent, it was very stuffy, Chu Qiao put on a big fur and walked out of the big tent. All the way to the foot of the mountain, Chu Qiao's figure was sparse, and the full moon was as cold as water, enveloping her figure faintly.

The villagers who led the way said that on the top of this mountain is the temple of the goddess of Yanbei, which was built by the ancestors of Yanbei many years ago, and after hundreds of years of wind and rain, they still watch over the land of Yanbei.

Chu Qiao raised his feet and walked up the rugged mountain road. The snow on the road was so deep that every step I took didn't reach my knees, and I walked straight for more than an hour to reach the top of the mountain.

This is a stone hall built entirely of Sealand stone, not very large, there are more than four people high, there is a door in the east and west, Chu Qiao stood at the west gate, as far as the eye could see, it was a statue of a god that was as high as the roof, almost occupying most of the land in the hall. The main hall was very dilapidated, snow was leaking in many places, and the hall was full of dried cobwebs, dust, and a mess. Only the statue of the god stands majestically and uncleanly. The face of the goddess was as light as a lotus, looking at her, Chu Qiao thought in a trance that he had seen Yan Xun's mother on the Jiuyou Platform many years ago, her eyes were calm and gentle like water. The silhouette of the stone carving can vaguely see the flying skirt corners, and her abdomen is even more high, obviously pregnant.

When she was very young, she had heard Yan Xun say that Yanbei took women as gods, and the gods were divided into two sides, one was a fierce martial god, holding a battle axe, representing conquest and killing. On the other side is the gentle mother goddess, pregnant with Rokka, representing protection and reproduction, and when I saw it today, it was indeed so.

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